The tall elm and you,
growing up as close siblings,
with squabbling squirrels.
The old oak and I,
quietly contemplating
birds, bees, butterflies.
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Birds, bees, butterflies,
here, there, almost everywhere.
Spring splendor galore.
Spring’s public installations.
Flora, fauna, feeding fawn.
Original art.
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Diligent spider,
tenacious crafty weaver.
True wise persistence.
How we learn from you,
quiet web-spinning spider:
beautiful, useful.
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Spider web as top
and moss lace below the waist.
Evergreen fashion.
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Daring dragonflies
with veined thin translucent wings
can fly free, go far.
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Bats can fly quite well
although they don’t see too well.
They do listen well.
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Leaving wet traces
the slow slimy slug gains ground.
Trails are soon erased.
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The little turtle
makes progress slow and steady.
No rush, no hurry.
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The industrious ants,
foraging for food, lined up,
loading crispy crumbs.
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Hello, new neighbor!
Slender body, sneaky moves.
Welcome, garden snake.
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Farmer saved the snake
that got caught in bird netting.
May all beings be safe.
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The wrinkled lizards,
warming up in the hot sun.
Just like tourists do.
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They are camouflaged,
out there and undercover.
Safe from predators.
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Crawling camouflaged,
invisible to the birds.
Bug hides in plain sight.
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The bird finds a worm,
will now live another day.
The worm finds its death.
